After Talak Tiga

After Talak Tiga
Introducing to the Ibra Family


The next day, Mita seems to follow what her boss said. After yesterday they made a deal and yesterday also Mita has got his face money, so now he must have started working for Ibra, which is to play his future wife in front of the parents of Ibra.


"You're ready, just be careful if you fail, then I'll fire and return the money I gave you!" ibra Ancam.


"Mother calm down, my acting skills are above average, so don't worry about failing," Mita replied calmly, whereas in her heart, she felt stubborn, what's more this is his first time having to work in theatrical form.


Although Mita knows, she was theatrical to fool both parents of her boss is wrong, but she wants how else, because she really needs the cost of the grandmother's treatment.


Along the way, neither Mita nor Ibra seem to make a sound to each other, thus causing its own awkwardness to Mita.


"Duh, if you look at my boss is handsome too, but unfortunately his attitude is very bad, it deserves his wife he divorced, huh stupid boss," Inner Mita who occasionally looked at Ibra's face.


Tampa Mita guessed that Ibra also looked at her, but not a look to admire but a sharp gaze that she gave, because Mita always glanced at her, making Ibra uncomfortable.


"You can't keep looking at me, yes I know I'm handsome, but don't show it like that, Ck laughable," Ibra exclaimed with his scathing words.


"Sorry sir, I won't look at you anymore."


"Hmm" murmured Ibra.


"Oh yes do not forget, when at my parents' house you will call me as Mas, but remember only when meeting my parents only," said Ibra.


"Yes sir, I will remember it" replied Mita as she was.


Arriving in his yard, Mita and Ibra came out simultaneously.


"Sir, why are we just standing outside this house?" ask Mita.


"Ck, you don't remember what it looks like, we're here to do something."


"You're playing Sir, I'm pretending to be your future wife, while you pretend to be my future husband and we will introduce ourselves to your parents" explained Mita.


"Well you know, now cook you don't understand, you have to take my hand so that our plan goes smoothly" Ibra said with annoyance.


"Oh yes sir, sorry."


"Hmm, just don't understand, he said good at acting, apparently still stupid," Ibra muttered by insinuating Mita.


While Mita who listened to the innuendo of her boss just shook her head and her speech only went into the left ear and out of the right ear.


After Arya and Mita joined hands, then they entered together into the house.


"Ma, where's dad?" ibra asked when she entered that there was only her Mama.


"Your father is on top, later also down and oh yes who is the woman you are holding?" ask Ms. Hana.


"Oh, this is Mita, Ibra Ma's future wife." Answer Ibra.


"Yes Mas," replied Mita and immediately salim with Bu Hana, with his polite behavior.


"Include Aunt, my name is Mita Sahara, just call Mita, I am the future wife of Mas Ibra, sorry Aunty if Mita can just visit Aunty's house, because of Mita's work that can not be postponed," added Mita by pretending to display her sad face.


"Yes, son, it's okay, Auntie understands what it's like to be a career woman, because Auntie has experienced it," said Bu Hana with a smile towards Mita.


Seeing that, Ibra immediately displayed her smile, because the plan this time seemed to run smoothly.


"Ck, smart woman is also looking for face, it is not wrong that I chose her to play with me," inner Ibra in heart.


When Bu Hana and Mita were talking, from the direction of the stairs Mr. Arman just went down and immediately sat on the living room sofa.


"Mas, you finally came down as well, this is our son's future wife, she is quite kind and polite loh Mas," exclaimed Bu Hana who made Mr. Arman frown.


"Our child candidate, indeed he is close to women again, is not he traumatized by the same name as women other than Mama and Mila," said Mr. Arman casually, said, but still it felt directly in the heart of Ibra.


"Ih, no yes, look at the woman next to Mama," pointed Bu Hana towards Mita and quickly approached Mr. Arman to introduce himself.


Just like when introducing yourself to Bu Hana, again and again Mita gets praise from Mr. Arman.


"Well, if a model like this I agree to make you a wife, her attitude is the same as your ex-wife Mila, what else she is very polite with parents," said Mr. Arman who saw for himself how polite his future wife Ibra.


"Eh yes Well, Ibra was not wrong to choose," replied Ibra with a little pride.


"Ck, no wrong choice, the proof was that you had chosen Grandong" said Mr. Arman.


"That used to be Well, same different now, how the hell is Well," Ibra grumbled softly and then, just flowed their conversation until the time showed almost lunchtime.


"Oh yes, Auntie wants to go back first yes, want to cook for our lunch," said Ms. Hana.


"Then let Mita help Tan, if to cook a little Mita can really."


"Oh yes, come with Aunt to the kitchen," Bu Hana and Mita followed Bu Hana towards the kitchen.


"Son, why don't you introduce him to our family first, look besides his good attitude, beautiful, he can also cook, anyway I bless you, later after we finish lunch, he said, I will discuss your marriage issues," said Mr. Arman slowly, but made Ibra immediately speechless on the spot.


"Well, you know, why I don't think that way, yes, if I reject Dad, then he knows my lies, just follow what you want," said Ibra.


"Yes Well, later after lunch we will talk about our marriage" replied Ibra accordingly.


After almost an hour, finally Bu Hana and Mita, immediately serve the food they have cooked, seen on the dining table was presented with fried fish, stir-fry kale, sauteed kale, etc, Crispy's father and many more.


"Dad, you know no, if this cook is almost all done by Mita, indeed Mita is very deft yes Well," praised Bu Hana so as to make Mita become shy cat.


"Yes Dad must have guessed it Ma, what else to look around, the woman of our child's choice is indeed versatile, fortunately Mita wants with our child," reply Mr. Arman who did not forget to pin a subtle innuendo to Ibra.